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I hate to say this, but my husband was right. I should never have left you, my little piece of blog paradise! I so missed this.

But. There are changes going forward. I haven’t supported just tattoos for quite some time. So I have to change the blog name and allow myself to write and post all the random coolness I want to share.

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I had received this some time ago but was just talking to someone about how not to allow ice cold water or ice cubes in the water in extreme heat/humidity like we’ve been having or an over hot dog after running when they are panting heavily. They had never heard of this. So with that I thought it would be a good idea to post this as a warning and precaution in hopes this will be valuable advice to someone.

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Hello Everyone,

I am writing this in hopes that some may learn from what I just went through. We were having a good weekend till Saturday. On Saturday I showed my Baran and left the ring. He was looking good and at the top of his game. He had a chance at no
less then one of the two AOM’s.

I’ve been a fan of Jhumpa Lahiri’s since reading her first novel The Namesake (2003), and I moved from there to her short stories, including the Pulitzer Prize–winning collection Interpreter of Maladies (1999). I will read anything she writes. So when her second novel The Lowland (2013) came out last year, I jumped at the chance to read it. I quickly put my name on the library list, and then I had to wait many months to actually get my hands on it. It was worth the wait.

The novel is about two brothers, born around World War II. Udayan becomes a Naxalite Communist in India in the 1960s, while the Subhash goes to Rhode Island for school. He stays in the United States and earns a Ph.D., eventually marrying his brother’s wife! It is an interesting and tragic twist of fate. His brother is arrested and executed for being…

I am on Keen.com right now people! Give me a call for a reading you won’t forget, plus you get 3 minutes for free! Happy Tuesday!

When I was about 8 or 9 years old, I discovered that I could hear voices. Afraid that I was losing my very young mind, I informed my mother, who told me that this was also something her grandmother had experienced in Ireland and that it was a blessing, not a curse. Listening to the voices made me realize that they were, in fact, telling me truthful, helpful and meaningful things. I got my first deck of cards around this time, and the way I taught myself to read was really by painting a picture and putting it together the way that only I can and do. Often I get little “insights” that help put the puzzle together. More than a reader and psychic…

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Hey everybody. Hope you’re all well, and happy and as stress free as possible.

We had a cute little blizzard this morning/last night, and everything looks so clean and pure and new! Of course, that’s because I haven’t had to go outside to shovel or do any of the “real” stuff – just look out the window, and toss two winter coated shih tzus out the back door!

I would love to hear your plans for the new year. Your wishes, dreams, dreads, whatever. Will ya tell me??

And if you’re interested in a reading, get in touch today! My email is magzmama@gmail.com, or call me at (516) 495-9775.